Tuesday 6 January 2009

F***ing Hell

That's what I first thought stepping out of the plane and I don't mean that in a negative way. When I left London, it had snowed there overnight, whilst in Accra it was around 20-25*C. It was like stepping out of the winter into the summer. (Fucking hell is also what I'm thinking right now, because the internet so soooooooo slow) After having watched "Ghost Town" and "How to loose friends and alienate people", two films I can definitely recommend, on the plane I landed at 21:00 and was picked up by members of the local organisation. Together with a couple of Germans and Norwegians I was brought to my hostel, where I got a room for myself with ensuite bathroom. Isn't as great as it sounds, because the air conditioning isn't working properly and the room isn't that nice (depending on the point of view). Also I didn't sleep that well...
Considering that I am no morning person and had to get up at 7, I didn't feel very well in the morning either. Nevertheless, from then on it only got better.
(For those who don't know, I'll be staying in Accra til Friday for my introduction course before leaving for my project) In the hostel there are about 40 volunteers from Norway, Germany, Sweden, the Netherlands and Australia taking part in the course. However, I'm the only one from my organization in Germany and male volunteers are in the minority, which isn't a bad thing necessarily:).
At around 8 we were picked up and brought to the local organisation, where we were split into two groups. My group had an introduction course about Ghana (culture, health...).
After lunch in a Chinese restaurant, we got to the most fun part of the day:
Drumming and dancing
(Apart from taking pictures with my analog camera, which will be hopefully better than this one, I will take a few pictures with my mobile phone so I have of pictures to put on this blog)
After learning the basics of drumming and the "Fume Fume" (I don't know if that's spelled correctly), we also learned to dance to this "song". I'm really amazed by the African sense of rythm (for my thoughts on this, see title). We've been offered to have a custom built drum for 50 cedis, chossing everything from wood colour to signs and words on the side of the drum. I will decide this later depending on money and baggage.

1 comment:

Pingless said...

Cool to read your first post in Africa.

How much is 50 cedis in pounds?